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45. White Horse(1/2)

Yui Miyata dragged Kitahara Nanfeng and Iwai Kaoru all the way to the villa next to the main house. Finally, she stopped in front of a room, opened the door vigorously, and made a "quick look" gesture to the two of them.

...I guess this is her boudoir.

To be honest.

Nothing surprising.

It's similar to Mio Natsume's boudoir.

Overall, girls have a strong atmosphere.

Just as Beiyuan Nanfeng was looking at her boudoir.

Yui Miyata had already walked around behind him and Kaori Iwai, pushed the two in, and signaled them to sit down.

Kaori Iwai sat at the low table with a little restrained look.

Beiyuan Nanfeng sat opposite her.

Yui Miyata ran under his bed, took out a pile of food, hugged it and threw it on the table, then thought of something, and trotted out again.

The remaining Kitahara Nanfeng and Iwai Kaoru looked at each other.

“…I always feel like I’m playing house.”

Beiyuan Nanfeng smiled and teased.

"Um."

Kaori Iwai pulled the hem of the skirt on his well-proportioned thighs. Although his expression was still cold, he seemed a little restless. He didn't know whether it was because of the awkward environment of the two of them or when they came to a strange place. In short, she responded, looked around and picked up a bag of chocolate beans.

I started eating silently.

Seeing her like this, Beiyuan Nanfeng stood up with his knees, came to the other side of the room, and opened the door.

Outside the door.

There are still purple sun flowers covering the courtyard.

Beiyuan Nanfeng walked out of the room and came to the Yuanling Gate, looking at the scenery outside.

Kaori Iwai glanced at him, and after his back disappeared, he slowly put down the chocolate beans in his hand.

"Tsk, I have to say that having money means doing whatever you want."

On the other side.

Beiyuan Nanfeng looked at the small courtyards with such a large courtyard, which was a bit amazing.

no way.

The Natsume family is already big.

But compared to this, it is indeed a slight witch.

But in his previous life, Kitahara Nanfeng never enjoyed the courtyard of Natsume's family...

but.

Although Kitahara Nanfeng was surprised, if you want to say something you like, he still likes the Natsume family. As for the reason, Kitahara Nanfeng didn't understand at first, but now he was standing on the corridor. He understood that it was because the servants who came and went to look at him with strange gazes.

I don't know why.

Everyone looks like a hell...

Can I still rob you young ladies?

Looking at the strange gaze of the servants coming and going, Nanfeng Beiyuan teased in his heart.

Thumb.

A gentle footstep sounded.

Yui Miyata suddenly poked a small head out of the house, interrupting Kitahara Nanfeng's thoughts.

Confirm that the north and south winds are at the back.

She jumped out of the room, held a large bottle of oolong tea, ran to Nanfeng, Beiyuan and stuffed it to him.

North Yuan South Wind: "…"

Looking at the big bottle of oolong tea in his arms, Beiyuan Nanfeng was a little confused: "You let me drink it?"

Miyata Yui nodded vigorously with energy.

Beiyuan Nanfeng said laughing and crying: "Miss, take the cup, how can I drink it?"

Yui Miyata snatched the oolong tea from his arms, raised his head and sat in a pose of tons.

"Do you have any misunderstandings about me?"

The north wind in the south wind is not good.

Yui Miyata tilted her head and showed a puzzled expression.

Beiyuan Nanfeng was too lazy to pay attention to her and looked back at the courtyard.

Yui Miyata put down the big bottle of oolong tea in her arms, stood beside him, followed by Nanfeng Kitahara, and then looked around.

It seems to be determining what the north and south wind are looking at.

"Your family is quite rich."

Seeing that she was not in a hurry to go back to the room, Beiyuan Nanfeng found that the servants were still looking at him with strange eyes, so he took the initiative to ask.

But he soon regretted it.

Yui Miyata also saw the servant.

But she stared at her beautiful eyes, as if she was thinking of something fun, and suddenly her eyes lit up. She looked at the tall Beiyuan Nanfeng, squatted down, pulled his trouser legs, and patted the floor with force.

Beiyuan Nanfeng lowered his head and asked, "What are you doing?"

Yui Miyata patted the floor again, then took the initiative to sit down.

"You asked me to sit? Kaori Iwai is still inside, don't you accompany her?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng asked.

But no matter how he said that, he still sat on the rim with his support on the floor.

I saw that Beiyuan Nanfeng sat down.

Miyata Yui stood up in a flash.

Beiyuan Nanfeng realized that something was wrong and was about to turn his head to see what she wanted to do.

Suddenly, a pair of small hands pressed on his head.

Then, a pair of strong and round calves wrapped in black stockings appeared on her chest.

Beiyuan Nanfeng: "…hey."

The north plain and south wind were about to make a sound.

Weight comes from the shoulders.

Yui Miyata rode directly on his neck...

Shake.

Beiyuan Nanfeng subconsciously grabbed her legs and allowed her to stabilize her body.

Yui Miyata rode around Kitahara Nanfeng's neck, holding Kitahara Nanfeng's head with one hand, and happily raised his hand to the servant in the yard with the other.

North Yuan South Wind: "…"

...

Just when Kitahara Nanfeng visited Miyata Yui's house.

At the same time.

Returning to Tokyo, Orange Nanami stood in front of Minister Tianxuan.

She looked at the head of the Mirror Class who was not in dealing with her, and then said casually:

"You can tell me, right? Why are you rushing to ask me to come back? Why are you so nervous about the Chinese people of the Fujiwara Kita family? Don't mess with me, otherwise I won't care about this matter, you guys will play it yourself."

The Minister of the Tense Department pondered for a moment, looked at the head of the glasses class, exchanged glances, and said, "... the treasure sword 'begami' in the Sei-Kunan Temple of Ise is stolen."

"ha."

Shikai Sumiko smiled and shook her head: "It's because of this? It's really a waste."

"Be careful about your words."

Hearing Sumiko Nichi.

The minister of the Tianxuan Department glared at Sumiko Nichi.

"What is it not waste?"

Sumiko Qihai didn't care at all and said casually: "Can you be stolen? Forget it, don't you settle the score with someone now? Instead, let me come back?"
To be continued...
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